#148347 - She clamped them around me, straightening her legs down the bed somewhat, and as I throbbed and began leaking pre-cum, I am sure it was Ping’s fingers – just from the angle of the hand - reaching back and rubbing the head of my penis, smoothing the sticky juice around it, then releasing me. I waited a few moments for her to hand me her clothes, and sure enough, there were no panties following her skirt. Then she directed us out to a craft village, famous for its embroidery and natural dye-making colours on beautiful woven materials.
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